Nedokončená básnická úvaha:

Obliekajú mi šaty ktoré mi nesedia

hrám role na ktoré som nechcela,

som rekvizita v pokání druhej osoby,

viem niečo viac ako slúžiť?

On 15/11 my curiosity returned. It is the greatest gift of my sobriety so far.

On my way from the theatre I saw a person I assumed was homeless (they were drunk and had a lot of plastic bags on them) They were standing on the street with a can of beer dancing to music which i recognize is Peter Hapka's theme from Lady Winter, childhood film that had major influence on me creatively. It was the theme were a circus like character dies and gypsies in the film hold a funeral for him. As I realise I dont have any change to give them, nor was I in the mood to buy them another beer, I started to think- the universe has heard my call and I am indeed in the process of dying. I will die soon and I will come back, for death is just a change, not an end.

ACT ONE will end this week.

Finally,